I'm on the road now! Yay! (And also in a much better mood for those who read my old post.)
Anyway, on Friday the only thing that kept me going through my first sessions was that I was getting my learner's permit today, but I couldn't be bothered to deal with anything and after German, there weren't any good sessions left and my mood was in the dumps from last night's crash (of the mood that is) and Frau was talking to me and saying I was putting too much stress on myself and I knew that, it's obvious but I want to do better too quickly so I'm always rushing trying to learn as much as I can.
So, I went home and just slept, then mum came in and woke me up, then we drove down to the licencing center where I was handed a log book and a piece of paper that said I could legally drive on the roads~!
So, I went on the road and drove home, it was raining and I was out of practice and HEY! Almost crashed several times, after that I was so scared I didn't want to get into the car at all.
Anyway, onto Monday bc I wrote like a lil something in my maths class about Monday so thats all you're gunna get from me about MONDAY.
The morning was cold, it was about seven degrees. My mum pulled up onto the schools side parking lot and checked the time. It aws too early, school wouldn't start for another 40 minutes, I peered over the brick wall to see Samara, sitting along on the front lawn. It was too cold and I was too tired. So I went into the library, I picked a book called "If you were mine" I didn't see the last word so I picked it. I grabbed a stupid love drama book, I don't fancy love stories, not yet. Maybe when I have one of my own to tell, I'll appreciate other people's love stories. Maybe if it wasn't so stereotypical, I'd be interested.
I was reading it anyway, typical American 'we're seniors now!' love story, the girls next to me were talking ibviously year 8s, they were squealing over some sort of thing, not over books. The year 12 told them to shut up, that's one thing I hate about upper school, they're always ordering people around. Before I knew it, the bell went and everyone started to leave and that's when I noticed the two girls sitting near the beater. Some might call them smart but being in the bitter mood I was, since it was Monday, I dubbed them selfish. I put my book back and left the library, where a breeze of crisp, freezing cold air decided to greet me. I heard people complianing that is was freezing.
And it was.
For us, we are Australians after all.
Australians; the nicest rude people you will ever meet that laugh at Europeans complaining 20 degrees is hot but then end up being a quivering mess at anything below 15.
Then I walked by a girl eating a pie with a milk in her hand, she stood out because you just don't eat between or going to classes, it's just an unspoken rule.
My maths teacher as normal, was standing outside the door as the steady flow of pairs walked through the doors to a room that may be warm but it would become hell for a whole hour. The teacher handed us work, he tried to explain the work but failed, he said his head was full of cotton, so I pictured lumps of cotton falling out of all the facial holes, the ears, mouth, nose but not the eyes. The eyes turned into black buttons. As I posted earlier, my maths teacher reminds me of a bear, fat round with kind eyes that could turn you into a German pretzel the moment he started to yell.
So yeah, that was Monday, so exciting I know but I went out for a long drive after that so I was really tired... uhh.. Tuesday, lemme think.. anything exciting.. not really... Uhh, you know what, I'll probably remember as soon as I've posted this and just not be bothered to write it up.
OH!
There was only like 5 people in my Science class today so we made word sleuths OH and on Monday, we dissected an eye. And in maths my teacher played classical music which I loved so I'm now making a list of classical music for him because he likes classical music.... and uh... yeah, I think that's everything exciting, if it isn't, then I'm screwed. Oh and we lost the hockey game on Sunday, 7-0.
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